-
My name is Incarnadine and I am the legally owned sexual property of My life partner and Mistress Jaslyne.
-
I was Richard at one time but that has passed.
-
I was an adult white male, married to a truly loving woman. That too has passed...
-
We got into male chastity play as a way to solve our sexual issues. Due to a muscle pain issue with my wife’s back due to an injury before we had met, we were having some difficulties sexually. I have always had the higher libido of the two and was also a very physical dominant to her submissive.
-
Her back wouldn’t let her play or even make love as often as either of us wanted. We were both ending up with resentments no matter how understanding we tried to be.
-
So for Christmas 2009 I bought a CB3000 and locked myself into it. On Christmas morning I stood naked in the chastity device before my seated wife and explained that in order to turn my frustrations at not being sexual with her as often as I wanted, I would lock my cock away and give her alone the right to determine when she would unlock me and how we would play. We would reverse our roles.
-
To make a long story shorter, it worked and the frustrations of my continued orgasm control and denial became a positive sexual experience. She came to love having my cock locked away now that there wasn’t pressure for her to perform other than the occasional maintenance edgings and spillage. She also began to grow sexually more assertive and authoritarian.
-
Six months later for her birthday, I offered myself to my wife who did me the greatest honour as she consented to end our chastity play and become my legal Mistress and Owner.
-
On that day I ceased to be her husband and became her legally owned sexual property.
-
Her assumption of ownership and control was recorded with The Slave Registry and in a private ceremony Mistress formally renamed me Little Bitch. She removed my rights and privileges as her husband, striped me naked, and collared me.
-
As I was now her sworn and legally owned property, her first act was to take away my cock. Bitches do not have cocks, only little boycunts, and it was not appropriate for me to have one. Only Men have cocks and I was neither a man nor her husband anymore. Mistress was merciful to me though, and gave me the privilege of carrying her cock and balls between my legs from now on.
-
Before she clicked the lock on the chastity belt Mistress gave me three absolute duties to swear to perform for her for the rest of my life.
-
The first duty is to care for and carry her cock for her, securely locked in its chastity belt for the rest of my life. Never again may I expect experience orgasm or even touch myself unless she commands me to do so. Knowing that I am a weak bitch and like to play with cock, the only alternative she would permit to not wearing the locked chastity belt for the rest of my life was that she would take away her cock and have me truly castrated.
-
She commanded that I am to learn and know that it is Her cock and it exists only for Her use and Her pleasure.
-
The second duty is that when I am wearing her collar, is to acknowledge that I am not worthy of the honour of clothes. My enforced nudity is to teach and remind me of my place and status as her property. People wear clothes. As her sworn property, I am a simply a thing which She owns and therefore do not need clothes.
-
The third duty is that from my obedient mouth to my boycunt, my body and life exists solely for Her use and pleasure. I am being trained to sexually serve her wherever, whenever and however She wishes without question or hesitation.
-
Any violation of these will be punished in whatever manner Mistress deems appropriate at the time. I may beg forgiveness or mercy but I may never argue with her judgement.
-
Naked and collared at her feet, with Her hand firmly on my neck, I swore to obey until death.
-
She locked the belt and cage and took away the keys into her control forever and my former life passed.
-
…
-
That night while watching her cock trying to erect in its cage as she played with her balls, she took them firmly and squeezed so hard I moaned with the pain. She looked me in the eyes while I whimpered into my gag and told me that someday she might have me castrated anyway. She said it would be something to think about, for both of us. Mistress had indeed grown into her role as my owner and user.
-
I sit here naked except for my collar and the big red ball gag. Her cock has been locked once again into the full belt's cage after servicing Mistress earlier. Per her command, I am writing this with my mouth full of her balls slime, freshly licked from her pussy and trapped in place by the ball gag. I may swallow it only when this is done.
-
I am and will always be her Property. I am proudly her's.
-
I swallow and am content.
-
Little Bitch, 25 July, 2013